Angel Wings ©
Chaz Resko
Fredericksburgh, USA
2006
I wait for thy Angel to take under her wings,
Savior thy relation,
Savior thy moment,
Waiting until my love arrives.
As I lie dying underneath the stars' breath,
Waiting for my love to arrive,
Face as blue as thy winter's night sky,
Waiting, waiting,
Alone I lie on the cold hearted ground,
Waiting for thy love to arrive.
I give up hope,
I give up my life,
My love did not return,
My lips turn to ice.
I slowly dissipate as my heart starts to slow.
I say to myself, “Angel take thy soul from me now”.
I now have no will to live.
Let us fly away,
Far, far away,
From the humble abode I call home.
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